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One Day On Hollywood Beach
ONE DAY ON HOLLYWOOD BEACH My destination's inner space. Erasing things not meant to chase. I'm holding dreams of you, but then, when I must die, I'll live again. You were the bait. Your daddy laughed. Six hundred smiles and I was trapped. Your photographs got tired of me, but I still love each one I see. There was a day I couldn't swim. I drowned a while, my hope was slim. At football games as I recall I drowned one day in early Fall. My tears are hidden in the sea, mistakes I made were constantly. Not being more than how I seem, The day I died it killed a dream. I've loved you on the beach down here, It's Hollywood, in Floridear. From Canada come all the lame To live part of my sunshine game. As seagulls dipped, I saw a girl her name I cannot breath nor slur, an rv killed her in her head, she looks out windows like she's dead. Now I must cry for her again, And then I'll cry for you, my friend. if life has anything to lose, I'll lose it twice, so what's the use? © ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
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